⇢ ˗ˏˋ $𝟓.𝟔𝟕, 𝐬𝐢𝐫 ࿐ྂ

senior summer sojourn

K⃟R⃟L⃟

Bouncing excitedly by her father's side, Y/N had that stupid beam sprawled across her face as she listened to the conversation play out during his phone call.

"Alright, the jet leaves tomorrow morning. Your friends better be packed and at this house by 9 am, Y/N."

"Oh, thank you, Daddy!" The girl wrapped her arms around his torso and kissed his cheek before booking it to her room, grabbing a large suitcase and throwing tiny bikinis and short skirts into the luggage as well as many other things she would need.

Formulating a group chat with Karl, Alex and her 'best friend,' Y/N started telling them the details of their trip and what they had to do. Smiling at the light banter between Karl and Alex, she ignored Chrysler's stingy attitude.

Sighing, Y/N started to worry. She knew the other rich girl would give some issues when mingling with the boys, but she would have to make it work. Once done with packing, Y/N shot a goodnight text to the group before climbing into bed and curling under the covers.

When morning came, Y/N sprang up bright and earlier to pick out a pair of straight-cut jean shorts and a small mint cami top. Picking out a pair of green Retro 1's, the girl slipped them on and grabbed her suitcase to drag it down the stairs and place it by the front door.

The first one to arrive at the girl's large house was Chrysler, bleach blonde hair pulled into a high ponytail and hazel eyes framed by thick mascara. She sent a smile to Y/N before putting her luggage beside the other one, yanking her friend into a tight hug.

"I can't wait for our vacay! It sucks you have to bring your boyfriend and his poor pal," Chrysler pouted but fixed her expression as the girl in jean shorts sent a glare at her.

"I already told you about being nice to them. Just because their parents don't make us much money as ours doesn't mean they're any lesser than us. You will treat them with kindness and respect, got it?" Y/N sassed, hands on her hips as she waited for her friend to confirm.

"Right, I'm sorry. I'll be good," Chrysler mumbled and looked down sheepishly, not used to the snappy side of Y/N.

A couple moments later, Karl and Alex were at the doorstep, large grins pulled across their faces. Y/N leaped forward to hug the two, babbling on about how excited she was.

"I've never got to bring anyone to our beach house in Florida before! This is gonna be the best summer yet," she squealed and watched as a few of the maids took their baggage to the car they'd be taking to the private airport.

"An entire beach house in a different state? That's fucking sick!" Alex called out, clearly just as excited. By now, Karl was practically accustomed to the glamorous world of Y/N.

"Isn't it?" Y/N giggled and took them to the car, letting the boys get in the back before jumping in next to them, Chrysler taking the passenger seat.

"So we're driving all the way there?" Alex questioned with a quirked brow.

"No, we're heading to the private airport so we can take the jet Y/N's dad rented," Chrysler answered before popping her gum, answering as if what she said was normal, but to the girls it was.

The drive to the airport was quick, the loading of the jet even faster as the teens climbed into the vehicle, cracking jokes the entire time. By now, Chrysler had loosened up quite a bit, participating in the conversation when she felt comfortable enough.